tiltbillings wrote:Do you get a bit of a buzz or blissed-out feeling after a good run?
Not really... but here's what I do like about it...
I enjoy getting out there in the open weather, and I enjoy the loka
of it... much like how you might enjoy a vacation because it's a break from the routine of daily tasks and activities that you habitually engage with when you're at home or at work. The 'triggers' for those tasks are removed when I'm not physically there. It's a different experience. It serves as bookends to segment daily experience.
It's taking the mind into a place where it can relax, where it's permitted to be disconnected from any engagement with society, and where its goals can be freeform and unrestrained, where the mind's work is on monitoring biomechanical matters, rather than analytical or social matters. I come back feeling I've actually done something worthwhile. Unlike ground, I actually find the act of jogging a form of meditation in itself, moreso than something that interferes with it.
There's a sense of freedom that I can go where I like, and I'm not dependent on anyone else, nor do I have any obligations to anyone else. I enjoy getting in the rhythm and the constancy of it and that I when I find the rhythm, I don't really seem to get weary for at least the first 10km. It's the sense that I can actually go somewhere, just me and myself, without reliance on motors, petrol, trains or buses. It's a physical manifestation of the potential simplicity of life. It's harmless. It breaks down perceptions of what is close, and what is far - what is possible, and what is not possible. Just the fact that I'm physically moving offsets the habitual tendency towards inertia and inaction - it's a "why not?" rather than a "why?".
I enjoy the speed, in that it's slow enough to see what's going on, but also fast enough that the scenery moves progressively along. I like that depending on which way I go I can see anything from rural farm scenes, to suburbia, to rivers, to coastlines, and different unexpected encounters with flora and fauna. I like that it feels 'real' (as opposed to looking through the windows of a car), organic, I've got the air in my face, and that if I start at home, explore, and then come back home, there's almost a certain primitive 'tribal' satisfaction with that journey. I can get answers to essentially pointless questions, like "what's over that hill?", "what's around that corner?". I can go somewhere for no reason other than simply to go there.
If I'm wearing my MP3 player, I also enjoy listening to tunes in combination with the above factors.
I enjoy the sense of comeraderie with other people out doing physical exercise, approaching from the opposite direction - walking, jogging, cycling or whatever - there's a quick nod, or a hi - but no subsequent obligation to engage in conversation because they've already come and gone.
If that constitutes endorphins, anandamides or metabolic change, then maybe it is... I don't know... but it doesn't feel like a "buzz" per se ~ it feels to me more like freedom, challenge and achievement. It certainly doesn't feel like anything I should be afraid of being addicted to. It feels liberating. Actually, it's probably why Forrest Gump ran across America.
I don't run if I have any joint soreness, at which point I would ride instead, where many of the same factors I noted above would still apply.